Because of the Cangwu Sacred Dragon, Lin Yu had to consider retreating.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Nansheng was courting death, not hiding behind Shenglong to survive, but daring to provoke her alone.
Lin Yu mocked Zheng Nansheng for overestimating himself, but also readily countered his attack.
I thought I could end the battle in one move.
Unexpectedly, the two sides were evenly matched.
Feng Huijian was even afraid of something, and trembled.
This fear put them at a disadvantage.
Lin Yu immediately retreated, but Zheng Nansheng pressed closer step by step. In the briefest of moments, the two swords clashed again.
Zheng Nansheng's eyes were bloodshot as he wielded the Dragon Roar Sword like a puppet.
Every strike is a deadly move, each one more powerful than the last.
Long-buried memories surged back into Lin Yu's mind.
In the past, she always looked up to this man.
Because he can always beat her.
But why?
Even now, is he still stronger than me?
What exactly is wrong?
The moment the Phoenix Cry Sword was deflected, the entire arena fell silent.
This bizarre scenario is extremely illogical, but if it's one of your own people who wins, then it's reasonable, great, and brilliant!
Lin Yu looked around and saw that the entire place was filled with Zheng Nansheng's supporters, while she only had herself.
A deep sadness filled my heart.
Haha, after waiting for seven lifetimes, is it really going to end so hastily?
She refused to accept it!
Damn Heaven, it's so unfair to her!
The Dragon's Roar Sword suddenly stopped when it was only a finger's width away from Lin Yu's neck.
Ring ring…
bite…
It was the sound of a summoning bell.
The red light in Zheng Nansheng's eyes faded, and he regained his senses. He let his arms fall limply, and the Dragon Roar Sword fell to the ground with a thud. Only then did Zheng Nansheng realize that he was extremely exhausted.
If the monk hadn't stopped him, this move would likely have driven him completely insane.
One thought can turn you into a demon, another into a Buddha.
If he goes astray, there will be no turning back.
Zheng Nansheng stopped, and the elders of the Elder Hall saw a handsome, unfamiliar monk arrive.
Not knowing whether they were friend or foe, I started to feel nervous again.
Ye Lanqiao said, "He is the monk we met last time. He probably isn't our enemy."
Niu Mang nodded: "Yeah! That's what I think too."
Li Song remained silent and did not express his opinion.
Zheng Nansheng approached Lin Yu, his eyes icy cold.
He had never expressed such direct malice towards anyone so bluntly.
He didn't know why the owner of the Phoenix Cry Sword was so determined to kill him, and didn't even give a reason.
He used to want to understand it, but now he has no such desire whatsoever.
He was fed up.
He was disgusted by the idea of constantly atoning for his sins from his past life.
I don't know how to redeem it?
Is it right to lower oneself to the dust, allowing others to trample on one's dignity, like a mindless puppet, only able to be manipulated by others, utterly unable to resist?
As long as others say he is guilty, even without specifying what the crime is, he has to bow his head and accept punishment.
That's enough.
The monk was standing next to Zheng Kaiyuan, gently shaking the soul-summoning bell.
The voices were clearly the same ethereal quality, but this time they sounded exceptionally pleasant and melodious.
Zheng Nansheng snapped out of his daze, ran a few steps forward, and revealed a look of great joy.
He didn't even have time to thank them; he sat down cross-legged and began chanting the Great Golden Light Mantra.
Having received enlightenment from the monk before, coupled with his innate and exceptional comprehension abilities, he was able to achieve this.
He has now reached the fifth level.
The feeling of being enlightened is strange. When Zheng Nansheng recited the incantation again, he no longer found it obscure and difficult to understand.
It was as if he had recited it a thousand times, revised it a thousand times, and even felt as if he had written the incantation himself.
It's fantastical, but also absurd.
After reciting the passage, Zheng Kaiyuan regained his composure.
Zheng Nansheng bowed and thanked the monk.
The monk shook his head and said, "His life is not meant to end. I am not helping you."
Ah, this...
Could it be that he's helping Lin Yu?
Indeed, if the monk hadn't intervened, the Dragon's Roar Sword would probably have already pierced Lin Yu's neck.
Qiu Fan tentatively pointed at Lin Yu and asked, "So, you're with her?"
The monk looked confused: "I don't know, I've forgotten."
Then he frowned slightly and said to Zheng Nansheng, "If you really want to kill her, first practice the Great Golden Light Mantra to the ninth level."
Zheng Nansheng asked, "Why?"
The monk said seriously, "Then I won't be able to stop you."
"..."
Although it's true, it sounds like something that evokes mixed feelings.
Is this the key point?
Shouldn't monks be compassionate and unable to tolerate killing?
This monk seems rather improper.
He's probably a fake monk.
The spirit-gathering array dispersed, and all the elders stood up.
The Seventh Elder, Qiu Fan, who couldn't hold back a single word, continued to speak: "So now, Master, are you still going to protect this crazy woman?"
Zheng Nansheng said, "Seventh Elder, please be careful with your words."
"you!"
Before Qiu Fan could refute, he met Zheng Nansheng's eyes and felt a chill run through his body.
Looking down, I saw that the clothes on my back were already stuck to my back with sweat.
In less than an hour, Zheng Nansheng's aura had undergone a complete transformation.
He was even more capable than Zheng Kaiyuan.
Qiu Fan can no longer see through him.
The Sacred Dragon of Cangwu has already appeared in the world. Zheng Kaiyuan was seriously injured by sacrificing the Dragon Roar Sword. Even if he doesn't die, he probably won't be able to sit in the position of Immortal Venerable in the future.
Zheng Nansheng had already warned that it was inappropriate for Qiu Fan to continue entangled with him.
Zheng Nansheng bowed to the monk again to express his gratitude.
The monk did not refuse: "If you want to thank me, could you help me find a child?"
Finding someone is no problem for the Immortal Venerable's Mansion.
A monk at the eighth level of enlightenment should not have difficulty finding people.
The fact that he said that suggests he's looking for someone who is probably just an ordinary person.
Without any spiritual root, the natural aura cannot be retained.
Finding a cultivator is not difficult, but finding a mortal in the vast sea of people is much more difficult.
But this is still much easier for the Immortal Venerable's Mansion, whose influence extends throughout the world.
Luo Cheng readily agreed, "Master, please tell me, what is the child's name?"
The monk said, "I forgot."
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